Two Eyes Cenote APHELION

racharra stalked through the halls before finally arriving at the temple. she had grown quite a bit since her and nazli's last visit. in just a couple of months, the nebet would be a yearling.

she bowed her head to nazli. you've done wonderfully. she hums, gazing at the decorations as she approaches the altar.

racharra normally was not one to pray often, she believed in the god's favor in her to get by. but it was as she approached the dawn of adulthood where the girl felt it was neccessary to speak with the gods for blessings.